Darling, your breath smells!
Nov 24th, 2009 | By mervi | Category: Photos by Doris and Jessie24.11.2009
Dear friends! It’s been quite a while since I wrote to you but today La Donna really managed to upset me!!
- Dear Knuti, I don’t know how to say this but your breath smells awful. Have you been eating rats again?
- What are you talking about? My breath smells fresh like a polar wind!
- I didn’t know polar wind smells like dead rat, hihii…..Seriously, I suggest you go and brush your teeth immediately. You’ve been doing commercials for Knupsodent. Why don’t you use it yourself?
Now you understand why I’m upset. First she wanted me to keep my fur white and now she’s criticizing my breath….This is more than a guy can take!
- Okay, Okay – I’ll brush my teeth, my Bavarian amazon….
- Well, I’m waiting to see a white and shiny smile on your face!
Maybe she was right, brushing the teeth made me feel so fresh. I think I say ‘thank you’ by giving her an apple. This looks quite eatable even if it’s been lying in the water for some hours….
…and look at this. Auntie Judy brought me this toy all the way from America so it just has to make Gianna impressed. As you notice I’m willing to make great sacrifices to keep La Donna happy and satisfied.
- How about a kiss?
- Mmmmm – now we’re talking. I really prefer the peppermint flavour to that of a rat!
- You ate the apple and played with my toy. Now I’m waiting for a reward!!
By the way – who’s paw is this?
I have to admit I’m not so upset anymore. Writing is very good therapy don’t you agree?
You are all very welcome to smell my breath on my birthday. Of course, after eating all the salmons, croissants and pumpkins it might not smell so fresh but who cares!
Your pal Knuti
PS. Don’t forget to start packing your birthday presents for me in your suitcases!
Dear Friends,
OMG, day by day, our coy-boy is losing himself to his emotions!! Who said animals do not have emotions? These photos are very telling…
A v-e-r-y happy Tish
PS: Many thanks to Mervi, Doris and Jessie
Dear Knuti,
All I can say, dear bearboy, is that you are doing a fabulous job! Glad the writing therapy worked for you…..we all love you….how can she resist? xo k-j
Many thanks for the photos and the lovely story to Mervi, Jessie and Doris.
Dear Knuti
girls do sometimes want to change their boys’ appearance. Do not worry you aer cute as cute can be and with a fresh peppermint smell also La Donna will be very happy. Have a good time, we are looking forward to seing you soon.
Hugs, caren
Dear Knuti,
Don’t worry Knuti, everyone has bad breath from time to time and the peppermint breath mint obviously did the trick! You can give her one of the mints the next time she has garlic breath (being a fine Italian bear, she probably uses garlic in her cooking)!
Dear Mervi–Only one word is needed: “Delightful”
Hugs from Sarsam
Knuti – Don’t worry if your breath is a little rodenty from time to time Honey. That Gia aka the Bavarian Boozer is secretly slurping on the side so I am guessing she uses peppermint oil and toothpaste to disguise her booze breath and is trying to confuse you. Auntie Sarsam thinks it might be garlic breath but I say it is Barcardi Rum on the rocks (and she drinks it while seated on the rocks). She says it helps her to relax her tense muscles…yeah right!
Celinne,
If she is drinking Barcardi Rum, she had better be careful about leaning so far over the rocks to kiss Knuti or she will surely get dizzy and fall on top of him, knocking the breath out of him. Of course, she could use HER breath to revive him–a kind of Barcardi Rum smelling salts….
Dear Knuti
In fourth picture from above we can very well see how careful you yourself examined Giovanna’s throat all the way down to her stomach. Is there a secret? Did you find some special hints?
Looking forward to getting more detailed information out of the KnuGio-enclosure
Your humble admirer Dumba
Knuti-
If you have noticed that Gia is thawing out a bit with respect to your relationship, it is probably because of the Barcardi Rum and not because of your lethal charm. Sorry fella but it is a cold hard truth. Whenever you see her chillin’ on the rocks looking at peace with herself, don’t distract her. Let her booze and then snooze…Auntie Sarsam has raised an important point…should she bend over to kiss you ‘while under the influence’ and lose her her balance, you could find yourself buried under an avalanche of 500 pounds, long white fur and drool pools of Barcardi Rum breath.